Lists. It seems my life perpetually revolves around lists. I love them, they’re one of the best things ever invented, but sometimes it seems as though I make the same list a million times with only subtle variations. Do you ever do that, or is it just me?
What’s often worse is I love writing on paper. Which means I have tons of little scraps floating around, until eventually I find them again, or sort through the stacks and piles I have, and realize… This realization (or plan) isn’t anything new at all. So I feel like I’ve wasted my time. But hey, at least I’m consistent.
Sometimes I feel stuck. Like I repeat the same pattern over and over in my life. Is it true? Maybe. I feel in some small ways I’m making progress. One tiny rung at a time, one small spiral upward. But the smallness of it all makes it feel like even more of a setback when I fall.
Lists, to some degree, give me a measure of stability and false security, they give me structure and at least the illusion of a plan. And that helps. I think we always need something to look forward to and hope for. I find that lists, even the act of making them, helps with that. It gives me a goal and something to move toward. And in that sense, I suppose they’re never really a waste of time. Why do I still struggle to validate the things I need as an introvert and HSP?
Lists are my security blanket. And I suppose that’s okay, there are worse things to hide behind. Now the question is, will I use them as they’re intended and actually follow through on the things I write down? Hmm… Maybe I should make a list about the benefits of action.
Are you as addicted to lists as I am? Do you find they help you move toward the future you want? I’d love to hear from you. 🙂